Wilks
WYOMINGDIVA

Troubled child
neglected, abandoned, adopted, abused.
Never believed or shown he was loved.

Violently unhappy adult,
alcoholic and drug addict.
Serial molester and skirt chaser.
Impregnator and perpetrator
of the innocent and helpless
and the too closely related.

Murderer.
Yes, MURDERER, I say, of
his
own
son.
Covered up and excused and repressed
by the wounded and fear-filled
(and mercifully forgetful)
(and dead)
victims.

HE RAPED CHILDREN
engraved on his headstone by
an enraged survivor.
Many the ritual enacted at his grave
disowning and dishonoring
a damaged man who chose to harm others
when healing could have been embraced.

So many children violated,
lies and tears and damage and scars
and tormented lives,
our experiences punished by the telling.

My sisters and brothers of the secret:
you are heard and remembered and honored
by my telling of the TRUTH
about him.

Perpetrators and victims... a sad, vicious cycle of abuse.... leaving so many in it's wake of devastation....
See more from this poet at:
wyomingdivawritespoetry.blogspot.com
How long has it been since you've felt anything but shame....
Child, lift up your eyes cause mercy remembers your name....
And those tears you've been holding backĀ 
Let 'em fall like rain...
Cause today is the day....
The Healing Has Begun by Matthew West